Well, a little later than I had planned, but here we go. Spring blooms. Just a few. I've decided I'm physically incabable of passing up a daffodil without taking a picture, touching a bloom or lingering. They are one of my favorites, trumpeting the start of spring.
Daffodils, I think, are like smiles. They pop up in little bunches here or there, brightening the countryside with their lovely ruffled bells. Like a great piece of jewelry, they have a way of beautifying everything they touch, whether it's a vase on the counter, a corner of the yard or a forgotten piece of farm land. Like a smile, they make everything better, simply by their presence. One of Mother Nature's greatest gifts, in my opinion. Oh, and I'll take a stray pear blossom, too.
Grey winters day - I was feeling inspired by the snowstorm we had yesterday so I thought I'd go for a drive and take a few pictures. All images were taken in Seabrook, NH o...
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